Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Snow fell silently from the old sacred tree, as if everything in the world had condensed in the frost and snow.

Lin Lingqing was really ashamed to speak, she flicked her fingers a moment ago, and put that memory directly into Fang Zhiyuan's soul.

"……That's it."

Lin Lingqing closed her eyes, and buried her hot face in the snowdrift like an ostrich: "Fang Zhiyuan, I have never seen a man who can be more asshole than you. No woman."

He was so angry that he wanted to bite, and couldn't help cursing: "Little bastard."

From now on, I won't be called Little Misfortune, but a little bastard.

As a result, I was bored in the snow for a long time, and there was no sound behind me.Lin Lingqing couldn't help but look back, and then lost his voice again.

Fang Zhiyuan was looking at him.Lin Lingqing has never seen this person show such a gray expression... as if the whole world has collapsed.

"You...I...?" Fang Zhiyuan lost focus, pointed at Lin Lingqing and said, "...At that time!?"

Lin Lingqing: "Yes."

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head in despair: "I...I put you...!?"

Lin Lingqing: "Yes."

Fang Zhiyuan: "I really took you!??"

Lin Lingqing: "Yes, that's right. Exactly what you think."

Fang Zhiyuan moved his lips, but could no longer utter a sound: "..."

Lin Lingqing looked at the sky desolately, and sighed: "Fang Xianshou, I know you are in pain now, it's hard to accept, I also know what I said was a bit too sudden, this blow is a bit too big——"

He calmly said: "But as far as this matter is concerned, I really don't want to coax you, you can digest it yourself."

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't digest it at all.

He's going crazy.

As Lin Lingqing said, such a subversion of the truth was too big a blow to him, and it was too hard to accept.

What is Lin Lingqing to Fang Zhiyuan?

Sometimes Fang Zhiyuan himself was contradictory, he couldn't tell what his feelings for Lin Lingqing were.

His nature is sharp and arrogant, and he will not kneel and submit to admire anyone.It's just that when he was a teenager, he met the most dazzling and graceful Lin Lingqing at the most humble and embarrassing time.

For seven years, the teacher and the door have been together, and the difference between clouds and mud.

Once he was unwilling and tried his best to catch up, wanting to stand shoulder to shoulder with the little fairy above the clouds.

When Jingui won the first prize in the trial and Fang Zhiyuan retrieved the alchemy from the secret room of Fang's family, Fang Zhiyuan was also excited for a while, feeling that he was about to catch up.

But when he turned around, his little fairy was gone.

A catastrophe came suddenly, Lin Lingqing's cultivation base was completely abolished, and she fell into the devil to cultivate Yin.

"I," Fang Zhiyuan rubbed his messy hair stiffly, "how could I...!"

He raised his head blankly again, staring blankly at the young immortal in white clothes in front of him.

——If the person who loves but cannot win withers, it will become an eternal pain; and if the person who pursues but cannot win falls, it will become an eternal demon.

Lin Lingqing has both.

For Fang Zhiyuan, senior brother is the God who saves him, but also the devil who traps him.

After losing and recovering, he just wanted to hold Lin Lingqing in a crystal clear world.

He dare not touch this person.

He didn't dare to think about certain things about this person.

But now you suddenly tell him that you have done everything you shouldn't have done decades ago, and you have wiped out those who cannot be touched.

Fang Zhiyuan really couldn't accept it.

In the final analysis, he can accept the devil's harem of three thousand, and the devil's enjoyment of love and beauty, because he thinks that Lin Lingqing deserves to have the best of everything in the world.

If it was the other way around, if Fang Zhiyuan knew that someone had bullied and forced his senior brother, tore off his senior brother's clothes and tossed him on the cold ground.

He would definitely go crazy on the spot until he lost all his sanity, even if he smashed that "villain" into pieces, it would be hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

But now he suddenly told him that this "villain" had been done by him decades ago...

"...You." Fang Zhiyuan's fingers trembled and clenched tightly, his bluish-white knuckles protruding under the skin, he gritted his teeth to suppress the trembling of his voice, and the corners of his eyes were red, "Why don't you resist."

He was about to collapse, so he blew up and yelled at Lin Lingqing: "Aren't you willing to resist!? I'm drunk and messed up! You're not sober, are you! You just...you really let me go make you--"

Lin Lingqing's eyes widened, and he couldn't help flicking his sleeves and cursing: "What's wrong with you? If I don't want to, can you still let me go??"

"You!" Fang Zhiyuan choked for a moment, his eyes were already red, and he murmured in astonishment, "...do you... wish?"

Lin Lingqing was so angry that he bit his teeth tremblingly: "I, love, wish. How many times do you have to tell me that I like you before you believe me?"

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan was at a loss for words.

Just for a moment, he seemed to have been sucked out of all his strength, and he collapsed and fell to his knees on the ground.

The drooping broken hair was still stained with the snow splashed from the fight just now, covering the expression on the face, only the shoulders trembled indistinctly.

"You really……"

He choked up and said, "That morning, why didn't you say..."

"Speak? How do you want me to speak!"

Lin Lingqing patted the snow on his sleeve, "Are you asking me to tell you: Fang Xianshou, you pushed me to the ground for double cultivation last night, do you still remember? - Bah, I You have to face!"

Fang Zhiyuan tightly closed his eyes as his heart twisted.

Lin Lingqing moved her lips.

I don't know whether to laugh or feel distressed.

He didn't expect that Fang Zhiyuan's reaction would be so big, and he still couldn't bear it when it really got to this point.

Lin Lingqing also knelt down, reached out to hold Fang Zhiyuan's face, and said softly, "Zhiyuan...Ah Yuan? Don't you want to cry?"

"Don't, it's so easy to look forward to a good day, if you dare to ruin it for me again, I won't spare you..."

The two sat opposite each other in the peaceful snow room.Fang Zhiyuan held the wrist in a daze, his voice was dry, "Didn't you say you don't want to coax?"

Lin Lingqing sighed: "My heart hurts, I can't help it."

Fang Zhiyuan said shyly, "It's my wishful thinking about you. It's me...I want you in my heart. But I never thought that I would...I..."

So many years.

I don't know anything about myself...

He whispered sadly and guiltily: "I have wronged Senior Brother."

"..."

...It's rare to see this person so obedient and cowardly.

Lin Lingqing felt a little funny, put his arms around Fang Zhiyuan's back, and sighed melancholy: "What grievance is there?"

"It's me who is willing, and it's me who lied to you. I was afraid to drag you down... I don't know how much you really love me. I thought that if you misunderstood me like this, maybe I would be able to drink your wine soon It's wedding."

He shook his head and smiled wryly, "It ended up being just a glass of wine, you owe me decades..."

"Up to now, I don't want the wedding wine anymore." Lin Lingqing rubbed against Fang Zhiyuan's neck lightly, and said softly, "Zhiyuan, give me back my cup."

The red paper slipped out quietly from his cuff and was handed to Fang Zhiyuan.

The latter opened it, and saw Yin Changxin's ink writing: "My heart is very smooth today, which is a sign of great auspiciousness, and it is suitable for marriage."

Happiness is a good omen, which is false.

Fang Zhiyuan was silent for a while, and suddenly asked hoarsely: "At that time, did it hurt...?"

Lin Lingqing's ears turned red: "Shut up."

Fang Zhiyuan leaned over and kissed him: "I will pay you back. I will pay you back what I owe you."

In fact, think about it, apart from the last vain gift, there is actually no difference between them.

Childhood sweethearts, lived and died together, hugged, kissed, and even practiced double cultivation.

From the teenage brothers to the hundred-year-old Mozun Xianshou, they are not Taoist companions, but better than Taoist companions.

Just now, I even expressed my mind.

Fang Zhiyuan asked hesitantly, "Then... the knot?"

Lin Lingqing whispered: "It's over."

Anyway, there will be no one else in this life.

So……

The two hugged each other and were silent for a moment.

There was another moment of silence.

"...Master?"

Suddenly, Fang Zhiyuan sat up straight.

There was a subtle color between his brows, half serious and half hesitant, "Do you know this... How do you get married as a Taoist couple?"

"..." Lin Lingqing also sat down, and replied in a daze, "How would I know."

"..."

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

To say that this pair of brothers and sisters is also very good, except for the time when they were young, they were either extremely graceful and honorable, or extremely miserable and difficult, and they never lived a few days of ordinary and peaceful life.

They vaguely understand that there are many cumbersome etiquettes for monks to form a couple, but how to do it specifically...

Lin Lingqing: "Ask Master?"

Fang Zhiyuan pointed to the words "My heart is so smooth today": "Do you think he might know?"

Lin Lingqing had a headache: "...That's right."

So... there was another long awkward silence.

"Or else."

Lin Lingqing coughed, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "This is Xuyun, I have the final say on Xuyun's rules. Now I will kiss you, and we will be Taoist couples."

Fang Zhiyuan refused: "No, I want to kiss you."

As he spoke, he moved a little closer, but Lin Lingqing's eyes suddenly flickered, and he pressed his junior brother's shoulder: "Wait!"

At this moment, when will you not take advantage of the fire to loot, Lin Lingqing sneered: "If you want to become a Taoist couple, you first give me the formation on me!"

Fang Zhiyuan: "..."

He thought for a while, stood up resolutely, turned around and left: "That's not the end."

"you……"

Lin Lingqing was dumbfounded, "You little bastard! Get the hell out of here—"

The unfinished voice was suddenly interrupted by the sound of huge waves crashing without warning!

The two of them changed color at the same time, and they didn't care about messing around anymore, they just felt that the aura around them seemed to be subtly disordered.

Lin Lingqing looked up suddenly, and saw that in the originally remote and clean winter sky, trembling runes emerged out of thin air, forming a large mysterious pattern, covering the entire Four Peaks of Xuyun.

"The Qiankun Guiyuan Formation has issued a warning," Fang Zhiyuan's expression flashed a trace of awe-inspiring determination, "There is no aura of Yin Yao, it is an outsider who broke into the island!"

When the last word was uttered, Fang Zhiyuan's people had already fled to the edge of the cliff more than ten feet away.

Looking down the mountain peak from a high place, one can see the roaring roaring waters of the sea. Even though there is no wind, huge waves are rolled up out of thin air. It is astonishingly high as several floors!

Between the roaring waves, two figures soaring in mid-air faintly appeared.

One of them was a tall and slender strange man, who was too far away and was blocked by the waves, so he couldn't see his face clearly; while the other figure was petite and exquisite in red clothes and red clothes, like a flower floating gently and gorgeously. Begonia flowers that enter the world.

Lin Lingqing landed beside Fang Zhiyuan silently, and his expression changed when he saw the scene: "What's going on, Little Brown Tang is fighting with someone!?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a gust of wind passed by beside him, causing his clothes to shake violently.I saw that Fang Zhiyuan's long and slender hand had already grasped the black-as-night calamity tooth knife at some point, and stomped hard under his feet, not afraid of the turbulent waves hundreds of feet above, and jumped straight down from the cliff !

The author has something to say: On the occasion of the three thousand brothers in the harem——

Fang Zhiyuan: (sneering) Well, okay, I know, I know, this is normal, needless to say, heh, shut up, I'm not sad, I'm not jealous, do you think I look jealous! ? ?

Senior brother is under his own body——

Fang Zhiyuan: (Tearing up the script) This is impossible! ! (Smashing things) I don't accept it! ! (crazy) This script is wrong! ! (Autistic) Why did I do such a wise thing! ! ?

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Lin Lingqing: (Mang) How should stars be raised? ?

Lin Lingqing: I suspect that some stars can only share weal and woe and cannot retreat together...Look at this person, falling in love is like dementia, and immediately becomes reliable when something happens (sorrowful)